Daniel let out a soft laugh. “Still pretending to be strong.”
Voss turned back to the judge. “Mrs. Hale has repeatedly delayed these proceedings with unsupported accusations. Hidden accounts. Fraud. Coercion. None of it proven.”
Because Daniel had paid the right people.
Because Elise had taken my laptop while I slept.
Because Voss had buried subpoenas beneath objections and stacks of expensive paperwork.
Because everyone assumed a quiet mother in a cheap black dress was already defeated.